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More and more women who write about their families, aka “mom bloggers”, are working with brands and getting great sponsorships from big companies on their websites.  However, they tend to be more of a one-off deal or the link between the blogger and the company is a little vague.

How do you take that level of engagement to more of a spokesperson arrangement?

Author Kathy Buckworth will speak to these women about how to turn their experiences into a more professional level at the Mom 2.0 Summit in Miami, Florida May 3-5, 2012 in her talk entitled “From Sponsored to Spokesperson”.

Kathy Buckworth

One of the issue that they have I think is how to manage their presence and brand in social media.  I’ll talk about ‘Auntie Kathy’s dos and don’ts’ on how to represent yourself on Twitter and where you should step back, what you should promote, what you should talk about, and what it says when you talk about certain things,” Buckworth says.

“I’m never going to tell anyone exactly what they should tweet about but I think I can help people determine what it says about them when they tweet certain things and if that’s who they want to be, that’s great.  But if they are presenting themselves in a very negative or underachieving mode when they could do better, they need to know what messages they are sending out.”

When a PR rep sends you an email with “dear mommy” in the salutation, many women bloggers are offended.  The biggest complaint I hear is when people are not addressed correctly in a pitch.

Buckworth’s advice – keep the contact and throw away the content.

“They may have gotten the contact wrong but they have investigated you beforehand, you are someone they want to talk to and they probably have relationships with other brands.  So it’s important to respect as a professional, talk to them about what you DO do,” Buckworth says.

“Recognize that these are professional people who don’t need to be insulted because they got your title wrong.  They need to be appreciated for the work that they are doing as well.”

For a blogger who wants to take it to the next level with PR agencies or brands, Buckworth suggests getting in front of them – in person.  Meeting them face to face gives you an opportunity to show them who you are, how well you speak and how you present yourself.

“Once you are in front of them, it will give them a face behind a brand, a personality because at the end of the day, if they want you to be an actual spokesperson, you have to look like they want their brand to look.”

Getting your face in front of them and making that personal connection is always worth it.  But if you’re not being approached by brands or PR companies, make a connection another way – find someone local to you and maybe ask them about their connections.

“You’ll find that maybe some have connections they can no longer use and they may want to share with you,” Buckworth says.

If you are someone who gets approached all the time and you don’t want to talk to certain brands, or the brand no longer fits with your brand, pass on names of those whom you know would be interested.

“First, it builds the community, and secondly, they will be grateful to you.  Send them onto someone you know will help.

If you’re not going to take that piece of work, why not spread it around?”

by Kathy Buckworth

The holiday season is mere weeks away and our ambitions to fit into that cute sleeveless Little Black Dress gain strength.  But who has time or energy to work out?

Good news Moms: Turns out you already are.   As a public service I just wanted to remind you of all of the exercising you’re already doing.

The Toddler Squat: If you are the parent of a child between the ages of approximately one and four, you will spend a huge and torturous amount of time squatting ungracefully in front of them in order to zip up coats, tie shoes, wipe noses, scrub away crusted-on ketchup, discipline (i.e. yell at them, in their face), and pull up unintentional low rise pants (yours), pull-ups that are pulled down at inopportune moments (theirs), and assorted other items that keep falling off, untying and getting dirty. Stand in your front hallway and squat. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat.

The Arm Stretch and Tone: Children of all ages like to hide personal belongings, or even better, perishable food items, underneath and behind heavy immovable pieces of furniture in your house. This will require you to lie down, bend over, or reach behind these objects while performing arm stretches which threaten to remove your shoulder joint from its socket. Wiggling fingers is a mandatory part of this exercise. If you can practice this maneuver before the item actually makes its way under the furniture, the eventual recovery of said item will be much easier.

Car Seat Resistance Training: Almost from birth, and certainly up to the age of five, children will take every opportunity to fight car seat confinement. This is most effectively achieved by back arching, kicking, and arm flailing.  It will take all of your strength and toning skills to firmly place the child in the seat while not snapping limbs (theirs), breaking plastic buckles or getting kicked in the face by a tiny dirty boot.  You will likely even break a sweat on this one. You could recruit the family pet to help you with this one, but it might get ugly. You’re better off with a practice makes perfect approach, customized according to the appropriate child.

Butt-numbing “hold” position: As the parent of relative young children, you will sit on hardwood floors, cross-legged (oh, yes, you did sprain that ankle about ten years ago and it still hurts when you do this), playing innumerable games of blocks, trains, cars, puzzles, marbles, weird pointy plastic thingys and other assorted mind- and butt-numbing pastimes. (This is one occasion where a well-padded seat is a blessing.)

Bathroom sprint: An essential skill to master, the Bathroom Sprint should be practiced both from various locations in the house and in commonly frequented public places. Not motivated? Imagine yourself at 5 p.m., not having had a minute to go since 10 a.m. that morning. One good sneeze could ruin the only good pair of pants that you own. Or, picture this: racing around the store/library/mall/community centre trying to find relief for your “pee-dancing” four-year-old, who was fine when you left the house five minutes earlier. The best incentive of all? Knowing that once you dash down that hallway and leap into the bathroom, you might just find some peace and quiet for three-and-a-half minutes. Well, okay. They’ll discover that you’re missing after about thirteen seconds, but with a locking door you can extend your escape to close to a minute.

The Flying Urination Tactic:  This particular movement is meant to ward off that charming attack preferred by infant boys (children still engaging in this type of warfare after the age of seven should be sent straight to boarding school). You know the one I mean—straight up into the mouth, eyes, nostrils or onto a favourite (and recently dry cleaned) silk blouse.

The Innocent Bystander Movement: Children who can hit a neighbour’s window—bulls-eye—with a softball can rarely hit their sister across the dinner table with a loaded spoonful of mashed potatoes, peas, or even mayonnaise. It will hit you, every time. Practice spotting the tell-tale catapult movement just prior to the attack. Then, duck.

The Flying Boot Maneuver: Sitting down and gently pulling off muddy boots takes up valuable time in a five-year-old’s day. The preferred method is to stand on one foot, grasp the antique hall table with a sticky hand, and shake the other foot until the boot is dislodged and sent flying into your new suede jacket, your head, or the sleeping infant in your arms. Duct taping boots to your child’s pants is a reasonable preventative measure to avoid strenuous ducking and dodging.

The Vomitron: Young children like to be on the move when throwing up—projectile or otherwise. In your attempt to save the area rug you may find yourself right in the line of fire. Some fancy footwork may be required to herd the puking child to the nearest toilet bowl while simultaneously warding off bodily fluids.

Excerpted from “Journey to the Darkside: Supermom Goes Home”, Kathy Buckworth, Key Porter Books, 2007.

Kathy BuckworthVisit www.kathybuckworth.com or follow Kathy on TwitterWatch Kathy discuss the latest hot parenting topics every Friday at 11:20 on CTVNewschannel.

by Kathy Buckworth

Who remembers the game Mother May I?  By simply asking this polite little question, the “Mother” of the game would allow her “children” to take baby steps, giant steps, even sideways steps in an attempt to get to the front of the room and win the opportunity to be Mom.

But is being Mom really “winning”?  Even in the Charlie Sheen sense of the word? And what’s better? Having Tiger Blood or being a Tiger Mom who controls every step her babies take? It’s hard to know  whether or not to let our kids take steps big or little or even those ones that careen off sideways or diagonally (“No, sweetie, I don’t think building a own bike ramp out of Dad’s snowboard was a good idea.”).  Sometimes we just have to let them think they’re moving upwards and onwards, while we continue to protect their interests and still forming skulls.

Here’s a handy guide I put together which might help you sort through the May-I-Maybe-Maybe Not decisions, which will make them think they’re going one step forward, instead of two steps back:

•     May I just eat dessert? Of course! Oh, you mean today?  No. But when you’re an adult and every spoonful of pudding goes straight to your thighs, as long as you have your stretchy pants on , go ahead!

•     May I not wear a helmet? Absolutely! But wait are you going to ride your bike? Then yes. I thought you meant in order to get past your tantruming brother in the front hallway. He’s only three feet tall so his fists can’t reach your head. You’re good there.

•     May I wear this to school? Why not? Oh shoot. I just remembered. We forgot to send your enrolment into the Royal Academy for Stains and Crud so that uniform just isn’t going to work at regular school I’m afraid.

•     May I punch my brother? I would! In fact, I often did.  Have I ever shown you the cute scar he gave me on “Now I’m Bigger Than My Sister Day”?

•     May I borrow your smartphone? Here you go.  I’ll just kill time on your Facebook page here. That I have access to.  Always have. Always will. What, done already?

•     May I stay up late? Yes. In fact, let’s all stay up late. It’s about time we figured out trigonometry as a family.  Honey, you get the slide rules and I’ll get the timer.

•     May I get down from the dinner table? You can not only get down from it, you can take all the dishes with you. They want to “get down” with the dishwasher.

•     May I skip visiting Granny? Not a chance. We’re all in this one together. (I can only go so far with these.)

Kathy BuckworthKathy Buckworth’s latest book, “Shut Up and Eat: Tales of Chicken, Children and Chardonnay” is available everywhere.  Read “Funny Mummy” every month.  Visit www.kathybuckworth.com and follow Kathy on Twitter.

That’s sick, dude.

If it were possible to impale oneself on a tiny, plastic sword, I would have done it sometime during hour two of playing Lego Pirates.  Normally I can take this type of torture, but as my son and I struggled through a joint day of flu-like conditions, I was ready for an easier way out.

While kids love the idea of being sick and missing school, for Moms it is a bit of a lose/lose.  Unless that low-grade fever hits the day we’re supposed to head for our in-laws for a special family dinner, it’s hard to find a good time to be sick.  Children loathe being sick on a weekend, of course, as it seems like such a waste when they could be getting out of early Monday morning Grade 9 Geography.  But if you’re a stay at home Mom (or work from home, like I do)…this is the BEST time to be sick.  

During the week if you’re sick, and the kids aren’t old enough to go to school, you’re usually stuck “managing” them from the couch as you shuffle through all of the same duties you normally have.  If they’re older, and you’re lucky enough to send them all merrily off to school, it’s still hard not to feel guilty about the laundry not being done, the dinner not being prepared, while the unreturned phone calls and unwritten reports silently nag you, as the house returns to its normal bomb-blast state.  And when the kids and Dad arrive on the doorstep at the end of the day, at least one of them (usually the tall one) will wonder aloud what the heck you’ve been doing all day, because you seem fine now.

My advice is to do what the kids do – and fake it when it works for you – to make up for the days that you’re really sick and you don’t get to BE sick.  Spring it on a Saturday morning…just before the rounds of hockey practice, dance class, grocery shopping, birthday party attending and general chauffeuring of children begins.  Write up a list for Dad to follow (here’s a hint – if you tell him to drop a kid at a birthday party for two hours, it is VERY important to tell him to also go back and pick up the same kid), tell the kids they have to be Daddy’s helper (just like they’re Mommy’s helpers during the week. No, say it like it actually happens.) , and lay back and listen to the dulcet tones of Dad saying:

 “What do you mean it’s your turn to bring snack to hockey?  What does that mean? Can we take a box of cereal?  What…and a drink?  Grab that bag of milk.”

“Where’s the card for this gift.  You usually  make one?  We don’t have time – let’s just make sure to yell out our name when they open it up.  They don’t open them in front of everyone?”

“Sure you can wear your “indoor shoes”, whatever that is.  You’re going to be indoors at the indoor playground after we get through the slushy parking lot, aren’t you?”

“You’re hungry?  Don’t you get your own breakfast?  You’re four, right?”

“We have to pick up who?  Do I know this kid?  Is he the one who bites?”

“Your mother promised to do pottery painting this afternoon?  Hmm…I heard that place burned down last week.”

“What do you kids want for dinner?  It’s special night with Daddy so you get fast food.  I know Mom doesn’t allow it, but we won’t tell her.”

Let them get away with it.  Find a room with a door with a lock on it – one that can’t be picked with a tiny plastic sword – and enjoy your siiiick day.

Kathy BuckworthKathy Buckworth’s latest book, “Shut Up and Eat: Tales of Chicken, Children and Chardonnay” is available everywhere.  Read “Funny Mummy” every month.  Visit www.kathybuckworth.com and follow Kathy on Twitter.

Do you lack confidence when helping your kids with homework?

A new survey reveals that 50 per cent of Canadian parents lack confidence in helping their children with reading, writing and math homework.

The survey was performed by Ipsos Reid Research and ABC Life Literacy Canada released the report after 1,000 Canadians were polled.  Initial findings from a report released in August 2010 found that 93% of Canadians agreed that literacy skills are critical to quality of life.

“The numbers show that Canadians believe in the importance of literacy,” commented Ipsos Reid Senior Research Manager Sean Simpson.

“Despite this importance, the data reveals that many Canadians either don’t possess the literacy skills or don’t feel comfortable enough to use those skills to their fullest extent.”

Of those Canadians admitting that they did not feel confident in helping their children with these tasks, Quebec residents ranked the highest in lack of confidence at 12 per cent followed by 10 per cent for Atlantic Canada.

Kathy Buckworth, parenting expert and author of Shut Up and Eat!, doesn’t think she, as a parent, needs to be expected to have confidence about helping her own ­children with their homework.

“It is, after all, their homework.  Certainly I help them in setting up a quiet space to work, have the right supplies available, and help to decipher questions where the need arises. But if the content they are studying is beyond my capabilities (for instance, Grade 12 Trigonometry) I direct them to get help through the school guidance and tutoring programs, or in fact have hired tutors for my children.”

Perhaps you choose to sit with your children while they are doing homework.  But when it comes to correcting your children’s homework, you may want to think twice.

“I don’t correct my children’s homework – the teacher needs to know where they, and their classmates, are struggling in order to focus on that during class time,” says Buckworth. 

“Also, I ask my kids every night if they have homework. If they say no, I don’t double check their bags.  I’m not the one who gets in trouble for not doing it.

Homework is the first part of taking on responsibility for your own efforts, which they will need in high school, college, university, and ultimately in their jobs, and their personal life.”

by Kathy Buckworth

A newly released book about “Tiger Moms” is causing quite a stir in the parenting community. I’m not going to name it, because then you might buy her book instead of mine, and frankly, I think she’s doing okay. And it would just prove that HER mother was right, if she’s more successful than me.

Basically the premise of the book is that the ultimate Autocratic parenting style works best in terms of producing the most successful child. Successful in terms of progressing to higher education, ultimately leading to a better, well-paying job.

I support this. I support children getting out of the house, away to school, and making some money of their own. What I don’t support is the methods which are being recommended in order to achieve this.  While Tiger Mom might try to convince you that she rules the roost and what she says goes, the fact of the matter is, if you’re spending 99% of your leisure time forcing your children to practice the violin and to do their homework for three hours a night, I’m pretty sure at this point the kids have taken over your entire life.  After all, post-school time and evenings are prime Mommytime that can be spent doing many other things that would in fact enhance the lives of mothers far more than having to sit through boring violin concerts and excruciating valedictorian speeches at high school graduations in the future.  (Hey, if it’s your kid up there, you really have to look like you’re listening, not like us carefree texting Moms in the back row.) I’m not sure she’s thinking things through here. 
What else could we be doing?  Things like, I don’t know…here’s a thought – maybe drinking some wine and HAVING A LIFE of our own.

My youngest daughter took up violin a couple of years ago.  Ha! I say HA! Because the joke was totally on me. Not only did it not immediately make her more successful at school, (I’m the product of an instant gratification society, or at least the time it takes me to uncork a bottle), I had nightmares about cats being tortured on the rack, with the sound track to this provided to me by her lovely string stylings.  The minute she eked out a version of Happy Birthday to her Dad, I began talking her out of playing it.  This particular period of time may have unfortunately dovetailed with the enthusiastic recorder playing by her younger brother. There’s only so much a good glass of Chardonnay can do, folks. 

Should kids do their homework? Absolutely.  Should a parent have to monitor it for three hours a night? Absolutely not.  Unless said monitoring can be done with glass, bottle, or can in hand, from across the room, or preferably, in a different room.  Besides teaching children to learn independently, it just gets downright embarrassing when you can’t tell them which of the triangles is hypotenused.  Being a Lager Mom takes the pressure off. If that’s what qualifies me for an Inferiority Complex, so be it. Cheers.

Kathy BuckworthKathy Buckworth is an award winning humour writer. Please remember this when you’re reading this column.  Against all odds, her first child is actually attending University.  Email me your thoughts Kathy@kathybuckworth.com or follow me on Twitter www.twitter.com/kathybuckworth  I won’t be busy forcing kids to do homework or replacing violin strings, so I’ll probably answer you.  

Pump gloves by funny mummy kathy buckworthby Kathy Buckworth

There’s a new product on the market called “Pump Gloves” which are designed to protect our delicate hands from having to hold onto a filthy pump handle at the gas station. If sales of hand sanitizer are anything to go by, the concern about passing on nasty germs has never been higher, and now it seems the return of gloves and introduction of special hand covers is imminent. 

Naturally I can’t help but reflect back on a Seinfeld episode where George discovered himself becoming an unlikely hand model and walked around the streets of NYC with his oven mitts on to protect his future.  As a mother of four, I have to tell you that there are many times I have wished I had some sort of hand covering, be it old fashioned oven mitt or newfangled Pump Glove, that would give me and my hands some protection from the constant barrage of bugs, bodily fluids and other assorted disgusting materials we’re forced to handle in the course of a regular parenting day. I’m thinking that the following would be an instant hit:

PalmPoopyProtectors:  For those times you’re on your last diaper, you open it up to discover there’s a piece you could palm into the closest trash can and keep going with the same diaper. Built in scooping action makes for easy transference.

Digit-DigIt-Out:  If you’ve had a newborn, you’ve picked its nose. Tip coverings for those times when they’re just not cute enough to do it without protection.

FaceIt Finger Flicks:  Your two year old has a cold.  They napped, but the fluids from their nose didn’t.  And now it has dried on to their cheeks. Flick it off with this spongy shovel which straps on to the end of your now protected forefinger.

Wouldn’t It Be Glove-ly: You arrive at your in-laws for dinner only to discover that your child’s fingernails are longer and dirtier than Beetlejuice’s.  A quick fix with these thin child size gloves that mimic a clean, well-manicured hand, to slip on before dinner and before anyone notices.

MovieMittens: A tiny built in TV screen turns the palm of your hand into an instant source of video entertainment for your bored child at church, school concerts, doctor’s offices and more. Finger to finger speakers sold separately.

Hand Holder Helper: They want to hold your hand. They have to hold your hand. But what on earth is on that hand? It’s sticky and brown and eww some green and oh great there are cars going by and you grab it.  But if you have your Hand Holder Helper, junior is sliding his hand into one side and you into the other, like an old fashioned fur muff.  But it has a divider to keep what belongs to him, to him.

Mama ‘Minder Mitts: I have about fourteen stops to make this morning but I can’t remember about twelve of them. Oh wait – look – a handy reminder paper pad built right into the Back of my Hand in my new ‘Minder Mitts.  Comes with mini-pen for easy writing accessibility. Can be adapted for BlackBerry or iPhone insertion.

That’s all I have for right now, but I’m working on the Martini MittMaster too.  Back to testing that one now.  Thumbs up.

Kathy BuckworthKathy Buckworth‘s latest book is “Shut Up and Eat: Tales of Chicken, Children and Chardonnay”, and is available everywhere books are sold.  Visit www.kathybuckworth.com or follow Kathy on Twitter.

 

McDonald's Happy Meal

by Kathy Buckworth

Ever since the movie “SuperSize Me” was released there’s been an increased focus on the health risks that eating fast food brings with it,  and what we as parents can do to stop our children from eating so darn much of it.  At the same time, the fast food companies themselves attempt to increase sales through sophisticated marketing techniques, like cheap plastic toys that come free with the meal. 

But last week there was an interesting development in the fast food wars when San Francisco’s board of supervisors voted to ban most of McDonald’s Happy Meals.  First of all, I’m not sure what a “board of supervisors” is (although they sound official), and secondly it’s actually not the food they’re banning…it’s that plastic toy that comes with it.  As I understand it, restaurants now cannot offer a free toy with meals that have more than a pre-approved level of calories, sugar and fat.

Bribing children to eat food they don’t like is something I am intimately familiar with (pick up my new book Shut Up and Read for starters), but honestly I’ve never understood the need to offer an incentive to get them to eat a fast food meal; I save that option for the nasty meals I make at home.

But there’s a bigger problem.  I assume that all restaurants are still able to offer some other sort of crafty incentive, outside the realm of landfill worthy plastic toys, to motivate their young customers to want to purchase their meals at their location versus a competitor. How about…say…oh just off the top of my head…dessert? Because really, why give them a toy to play with when they can get a double chocolate fudge sundae instead? 

Now, don’t get me wrong, I think initiatives to address the very serious problem of childhood obesity are terrific; I’m just not sure that the elimination of the Shrek3 mini-catapult toy is going to be effective.  After all, aren’t I, the parent, and the one who’s responsible for and able to choose most of the food my children eat? I think so, particularly the ones who are still of the age where a plastic light up ring from a current movie still incents them on where and what to eat.  And as that parent, I can choose to stop going to a restaurant which I feel is jeopardizing my kids’ health, whenever I want.  Can’t I? 

As I said, I myself have been known on many occasions to offer dessert as a bribe, but, and this is the key thing, it’s on condition that the child eat a nutritious (and therefore less appealing) meal before they get to it, not as a reward for eating a deep-fried hot dog on a stick.  In fact, as far as I know, the successful “HotDog on a Stick” franchise in the US still continues to offer “Cheese on a Stick” as well, yet they remain untouched by the ominous board of supervisors. I’ll be the first to forewarn them to never call the “stick” an “authentic raft building collection piece” for fear they may be shut down from marketing to kids as well.

I’m sort of hoping that a child will rebel against this new anti-toy law, calling it “ageist”, for as long as bars in California can continue to offer free appetizers during Happy Hour we still have the adult version of “free toy with purchase” and that doesn’t really seem fair, does it? (Okay yes, yes it does.)

Kathy BuckworthKathy Buckworth’s latest book is “Shut Up and Eat: Tales of Chicken, Children and Chardonnay”, and is available everywhere books are sold.  Visit www.kathybuckworth.com or follow Kathy on Twitter.

by Kathy Buckworth

There’s a new program being introduced into an Alberta elementary school where kids as young as seven years old will be able to choose a “major” or specialized stream of learning, based on their very well developed areas of interest.  Unless they have a category called “Watching the Transformer Movie for the 1002nd Time” stream, I’m thinking my own Grade 2 child wouldn’t particularly qualify for this program.

In fact, the four areas of discipline they are identifying are the arts, scientific inquiry, sports, and humanitarian/environment.  I’m all for advancing the way that kids learn and letting them excel at what they’re really good at, but at this young age I’m just wondering what specific traits a child might display in order to have them placed in one of these four streams.  Here are my suggestions for the evaluators in what to look for in a “gifted” child in each area:

1.    The Arts:   Has a natural ability to spatter ketchup in such a manner so as to not only hit every stainable surface within a 25 foot range, but also the creative thought process involved in ensuring that the trajectory will include a sibling, elderly relative and a small dog.  Additionally may display the ability to write their own name in permanent ink on a variety of textures and surfaces, including painted walls, toy cars, leather couches, and the aforementioned small dog.

2.     Scientific Inquiry:   Must ask “Why?” and “What’s the point of that?” a minimum of 117 times an hour.  A true inquiring mind inquires only, and takes no interested in any attempted answer by the askee.  For added suitability, candidate may also show an uncanny ability to determine the only method in existence to get his sizable head stuck in stair railings, open a milk bag in a clever and scientifically impossible manner, and cut their own hair while running with the scissors they are using to do so.

3.      Sports:   No matter what the placement of the soccer ball, football or plastic bottle full of water, has the ability to drop kick it right into Daddy’s groin, every single time.  Another handy trait they might have is the ability to race across a tiled kitchen surface, and to only lose balance at the precise moment that Mom has walked into the room carrying her glass of merlot, resplendent against the bright white hue of her new “good” blouse.

4.      Humanitarian/environment:   On the humanitarian side, upon occasion can walk past a sibling without uttering the word “freak” or punching, poking, kicking, jabbing or inflicting other general unpleasantness on them.  Is interested in saving the world and the environment we live in, by wearing the same articles of clothing for at least three days, as well as not littering the earth with treasures found within their own noses, and by choosing conspicuous consumption for that particular by-product.

The problem with trying to exploit your child’s “natural” abilities in helping them to choose a suitable career path is that no sooner do you put an end to one “strength” (You really hurt Daddy that time honey), then they develop another to take its place (How exactly did you get that Lego man in your ear in the first place?)

Kathy Buckworth‘s latest book is “Shut Up and Eat: Tales of Chicken, Children and Chardonnay”, and is available everywhere books are sold.  Visit www.kathybuckworth.com or follow Kathy on Twitter.

by Maria Lianos

On Thursday night, I (amotherworld) hosted a #NotGoingToBlogHer party on Twitter for those of us who could not attend BlogHer 2010 in New York City.  The response was overwhelming!  So overwhelming in fact that we trended in Canada!  

The questions received so many responses!  The most replies to the question was 75,  which didn’t include all the comments and RTs!  Originally planned to last an hour between 9pm and 10pm, the party went on for 2 hours!

The mutual vote was… “What happens at #NotGoingToBlogHer STAYS at #NotGoingToBlogHer!!!”

Many interesting (and I mean, shocking!) responses… it was truly AMAZING to see so many women come together and let loose!

Thanks to TweetChat, I was able to sort of keep up but not enough to give prizes that night.  Winners were announced throughout the day on Friday, August 6th.  Bonus prize winners were announced on Saturday, August 8th.

Here are the questions and winners for the various prizes: 

Q1:  What is something people don’t know about you? 

Prize:  Digital CDs or apps for kids courtesy of @Kiboomu  Kiboomu.com 

Kiboomu

Winners:  @miacupcake  @ElaineOrrMorgan  and @SomewhatCrunchy 

Q2: Which 3 celebrities would you most like to have sex with? 

Prize:  “Libations of Life: a girl’s guide to life one cocktail at a time” written by Dee Brun aka @CocktailDeeva 

CocktailDeeva

Winner:  @moeturner 

Q3:  What is the craziest thing you’ve ever done? 

Prize: Mabel’s Labels offered an Ultimate Back-to-School Combo

Mabel's Labels

Winner:  @amy_boughner 

Q4: What is the worst piece of advice you have ever received? 

Prize: $50 credit to use on www.clippo.ca thanks to @Clippopotamus 

Clippopotamus

Winner:  @nugglemama 

Q5:   One thing you would change about yourself? 

Prize:  A pair of dichroic glass earrings with sterling silver posts courtesy of @AnnBac9  and Teenzillas 

c/o Teenzillas

Winner:  @smilenwaven 

Q6:  One thing you love about yourself? 

Prize:  A package of 30 4″x6″ Photo Cards (perfect for the holidays) and a set of 140 return address labels courtesy of Grace Announcements @graceannounce  

Grace Announcements

Winner:  @ottawamom 

BONUS PRIZES 

Prize 1: Starbucks gift  – Winner: @kellidaisy  

Prize 2: Avon products – Winner: @pattysullivan 

Prize 3: Copy of Kathy Buckworth’s “Shut Up and Eat: a Tale of Chicken, Children and Chardonnay” 

Winner: @InfoSara 

THANK YOU for participating in my first Twitter party! and

THANK YOU to Grace Announcements, Mabel’s Labels, Clippopotamus, Dee Brun, Kiboomu, Kathy Buckworth and Teenzillas for the fabulous prizes!